Hearing this, let alone Zheng Xiaoxian'er, even those of us couldn't help but be stunned. ww．Ｉge.cＯＭ

"Holy shit." Fang Shiliang scolded viciously, turned around and began to roar: "Who the reported the letter?!" I'm about to say this!! What the hell are you talking about?!! ”

"Let you ink." Old man Zuo scolded.

Without waiting for us to say anything, Old Man Zuo stepped forward and grabbed Zheng Xiaoxian'er, who was about to go out.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Zheng Xiaoxian'er smiled.

Although this smile is very reluctant.

Although the murderous aura in Zheng Xiaoxian'er's eyes was about to overflow.

But we decided to believe him without hesitation.

"The old man likes to be quiet." Zheng Xiaoxian'er took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and her expression gradually calmed down: "Everyone is not good-looking at the funeral, and there will be a chance to settle accounts with them in the future." ”

"That's right." The blind boss smiled and patted Zheng Xiaoxian'er on the shoulder: "Settle with them slowly in the future." ”

Zheng Xiaoxian'er snorted, and saw that the person who had just made the report had already walked to the door, so she asked him, "Who is the person who came?" How many are there? ”

"Just one." The man replied, "When he came to the door just now, we didn't know if he was a teacher or if he himself said that we were the only ones."

"What's his name?" Zheng Xiaoxian'er asked.

The Degree of Life Sect chose to come over at this time, and there are two possibilities.

Either he came to put incense sticks on Old Man Dong.

Either that, or that, they're here to do something on purpose.

If it's the former, it's really hard for us to touch him, after all, it's not good to hear, even if we both want to pick up each other's ancestral graves, but we have to be harmonious when we are harmonious.

Of course, if it's the latter, and they play the trick of not being good at it, then it's dead.

The highest combat power of the three sects and the nine streams are all standing in the mourning hall, as long as they dare to jump and stab, it is a dead word that is not negotiable.

Even if Daoist Ge came

"You're all here."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from outside, and then a familiar figure also came into my sight.

Ge Daoshi.

"Senior Ge, why did you choose this time to come over." The shopkeeper Kong held a cigarette in his hand, lit it slowly, and there was a kind of mocking meaning in and out of his words: "This is the door-to-door apology?" ”

"I can't say." Wu Qiusheng interjected.

Daoist Ge didn't seem to feel these words at all, so he didn't listen to them at all.

He walked into the hall without fear, then glanced at us, and finally fixed his gaze on me.

"You disposed of the mountains and rivers veins and eyes?" Daoist Ge asked me.

I looked at him blankly and didn't speak.

To be honest, the feeling that Daoist Ge gave me was still so kind, and he didn't seem to be at all hostile to me.

Especially with this incident, when he looked at me, there was an obvious apology in his eyes.

But I really don't know what expression I should use to face him.

Kill him to avenge Old Man Dong?

, can I handle him?

"My apprentice disposed of it, what's wrong?" The old man Zuo took a few steps forward slowly, his expression was very impatient: "The surname is Ge, the two of us can be regarded as knowing the roots, I didn't expect your grandson to be such a grandson this time, and you are also a grandson." ”

Daoist Ge seemed to be quite familiar with Old Man Zuo, and after he heard what Old Man Zuo said, he was silent for a while with a complicated expression.

"This incident was really an accident." Daoist Ge sighed.

"Do you think I believe it?" Old man Zuo asked rhetorically.

Daoist Ge glanced at the old man Zuo a few times, and shook his head weakly.

"No, I believe it." Old man Zuo snorted coldly.

This kind of answer is probably something that Daoist Ge couldn't think of, so the moment he heard this, the old guy was stunned.

If Daoist Ge and I are chess opponents on a certain level, then compared to Old Man Zuo, it is the difference between cloud and mud.

Daoist Ge is shameless at most, does the old man Zuo have a face?

"But do you think this misunderstanding can be solved?" Old man Zuo asked him.

"I guess it can't be solved." Daoist Ge frowned tightly, and said very seriously: "Human life is already heavy, not to mention the death of one Dong Chengtian, and the death of a few immortal families, how can this be solved?" ”

"Do you know you can't solve it?" Old man Zuo sneered: "You didn't come here to think"

"Don't worry, the surname is Zuo, I'm just here to put incense on Lao Dong, I don't have any other ideas." Daoist Ge sighed, his expression a little helpless: "Can you let me?" I'll go to the pillar of incense and leave. ”

Hearing him say this, we hesitated for a moment, but made way for him.

Daoist Ge didn't seem to be worried that we would make a sneak attack, and when he saw that we were out of the way, he naturally stepped forward, picked up a stick of incense and lit it, and then bowed three times to the spiritual seat.

"This incident was an accident, no matter what you think, it's the truth anyway."

Daoist Ge inserted the incense into the incense burner and said to us as if talking to himself.

"But it is undeniable that their deaths are also related to us, I admit that."

"Confession?" Zheng Xiaoxian'er couldn't help but speak, and the killing intent in her eyes had become extremely obvious: "If you admit it, you have to hand over something, will you hand it over?" ”

"What do you say?" Daoist Ge smiled: "After today, you have the opportunity to come to me for a debt, regardless of whether you succeed or fail, whether I am dead or alive, this is all up to God." ”

Zheng Xiaoxian'er gritted her teeth, her hands clenched into fists, and she trembled.

"Although I feel ashamed, I can't just pay for my life like this." Daoist Ge smacked his lips: "I haven't lived enough, how can I?"

Daoist Ge was only halfway through his words, and he didn't finish it.

A chair flew in without warning, blocking his words.

"Surnamed Ge, are you a little crazy?" Fang Shiliang still maintained the action of kicking out of the chair, raised his right foot, and scolded and said: "Although I don't like to get involved in your affairs, I really can't get used to you, don't force me to do it." ”

Daoist Ge was not hit by the chair, he reached out and easily caught it, and then put it aside.

"Little ghost, don't just look for trouble if you can't die." Daoist Ge said with a smile: "If others can't clean you up, it doesn't mean that I can't clean you up, you also know that I'm a little different from them." ”

When Fang Shiliang heard this, he frowned and scolded: "You threaten Lao Tzu? ”

"Forget it, I'm not welcome in this place, I'd better go." Daoist Ge sighed.

At this moment, he suddenly glanced at me.

I don't know why, but at that moment, I seemed to see something else in his eyes.

He didn't seem to be so indifferent to Old Man Dong's death.

"You'd better practice hard." Daoist Ge said such a sentence without warning, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out two, put one into his mouth and held it, and threw the other cigarette to me: "At your level, when we meet in the future, it is estimated that even my apprentice will not be able to handle it." ”

"Don't underestimate me." I cursed and took the flying cigarette.

Hearing this, Daoist Ge laughed twice, didn't say anything, and walked directly outside.

As he passed the tombstones on the ground, he suddenly stopped and looked at them.

"Good means." Daoist Ge said, and asked us with some curiosity: "This is made by the old lame, right?" ”

"It's your business." Old man Zuo scolded.

Daoist Ge didn't talk back, just smiled vigorously, waved his hand, and then left.

"Laugh at your grandmother's legs, if it weren't for the old Dong Touqi," the old man Zuo muttered.

I saw him muttering as he walked in the direction of those tombstones,

Before we could ask him, the old man crouched down and drew a dagger from behind his waist.

"Lao Dong is a character, it's a pity to just leave"

The old man Zuo was talking in his mouth, and his hand was not idle, so he carved this dagger on the tombstone.

I have to say that it was only then that I found out that Old Man Zuo still had this hand.

The words he carved with his dagger were no worse than those ancient inscriptions I had seen.

At this time, Old Man Zuo was not in a hurry to engrave the name of Old Man Dong, nor was he in a hurry to engrave other information about Old Man Dong, but simply engraved a poem on it.

Every word is so vigorous and powerful, all with a sharp spirit of slashing and axe, and a taste of pride in the world.

That poem was only ten words.

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world."

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